For one salubrious season
Bush tempered
And human nurtured
I rose red
Obediently
Unearthed and shaken
By my unfolding
I recover restless
Budding and blooming
From that hooded promise
I laundered my spirit
High and haughty
Above all the thorns
But wait
A reaper's gloved hands
Are hacking
A personal fable
Is fading
A Perspex dream
Is shattering
As secateurs blades
Yawn gleaming
Surgically cutting candy
A coronet of crimson
Crowned with thorns
On shrouded-laden tables
Less arrogant
Less celebrated
A withering, wilted fate
Midst flat white champagne,
Ticker tape and cake
Originality Impales Mind's Eye treats for ebb mind are metaphoric images cast startling unique contrast juxtaposition word renders a few torn faded old thorn familiar themes cut fresh facet sliced focused into vibrant new beam perspectives perception light loves power pure insights originality sharp images impales mind's eye Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Crown Of Thorns' by Simone Inez Harriman. Dedicated to the poet Simone Inez Harriman. Written in December 2015 on the 1&18.12.2015.
Very original and I like the image of a crown of thorns. M. Walker.
While the image of the crown of thorns evokes Christ and religion, the very quiet human image of flat white champagne brings the poem back to earth. Pride...it does interesting things to the psyche. I like this poem and your use of alliteration at the beginning and within words works well. Another really well done poem. Brings to mind my own personal failures and falls. Thanks.
Red Rose Thorn Piercings threat for sponge mind metaphoric images startling unique cycles contrast juxtaposition renders tatty shabby burst itch bud focused themes purple skin vibrant veins perception wait pump cut crimson red Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Crown Of Thorns' by Simone Inez Harriman. Dedicated to the poet Simone Inez Harriman. Written in December 2015 on the 1&18.12.2015.
This evocative poem gracefully reflects on the fleeting seasons of life, from vibrant rise to inevitable fade. The imagery of budding and blooming, contrasted with a reaper's gloved hands cutting candy, captures the essence of time's passage and the bittersweet nature of existence.
Vivid images that stay in the mind: ' A coronet of crimson/ Crowned with thorns'. Fine poem.
Budding and blooming are natural processes. A coronet of crimson crowned with thorns amazes mind. Crown is the symbol of victory. This poem is well narrated. Re-visiting this values more....10
A coronet of crimson Crowned with thorns On shrouded laden tables Lovely lines.
Most effective alliteration- 'a coronet of crimson/ crowned...' Excessive pride leads to a fall, which your dazzling poem hints at.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a threat for the mind are the metaphoric images, startling unique, the contrast of word juxtaposition, renders a few old familiar themes, focused into vibrant new beams of perception. Love the power and originality of your images.